Russian Doll Of Avoidance

Russian doll of avoidance

I wish for you, an interlocutor to whom you can apologize with a baroque Russian doll of avoidance as such

Dearest,

This morning, my capacity to metabolize your emotions collided with my own emotions as an independent subject. Your reaction-registered here as a daylong cognitive perturbation-was not a failure of will but a predictable discharge of patterns authored by ambient pressures in your life (of which I am acutely cognizant) that unlike my own self-imposed exigencies born of counterproductive social entanglements, were not elective for you.

This asymmetry engenders an obligation I willingly assume: the disproportionate burden of prophylactic foresight and subsequent containment. My apology, therefore, does not concede the epithets you affixed to me-those are epiphenomena of the activated wound-but acknowledges that I briefly suspended that assumed function.

BTdubs, I do not mansplain; I merely construct a didactic epistemology of asymmetric care to circumvent the unbearable simplicity of “I’m sorry.”